Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Plan the parade - uh, we got two points? That's something. Kovy's goal is still giving me an erection. Ii's been more than four hours so I may need to seek medical assistance. Tangy is beginning to look like a hell of an acquisition. TFS played his usual stalwart game, and his calm demeanor in the face of shootouts is matched only by his bizarre love of country music. Maybe opponents are scared when they see Garth Brooks on his mask. Saks all of a sudden seems to be a shootout master. Breezer didn't play, that's always good. And the tribute to coaching legends Toe Blake, Dick Irvin and Scotty Bowman at the start of the game was perfect, like all Habs ceremonies.

The sky is falling - sit back, grab a delicious beverage, this may take a while. Gui! is really starting to suck the love juice out of the Guay Tender Saks line. Time to put Higgy there. If his ability to hit an open net is as good as his ability hit an open slutty babe, Gang Bang Lang is going to have his nickname revoked. The Hamr got injured, and we don't know the extent. That's bad, 'cause his D partner Rhino did not seem to improve after sitting out Saturday in the press box to think about life. Habs PP can move the puck like my dealer can move meth, but putting the puck either on net or actually in the net seems to elude them (0 for fucking 7). Pleks is starting to really worry us; maybe it's time to try Lang with Kovy. After dominating the shots Saturday night, we got badly outshot last night. Habs didn't show up until about 12 minutes had elapsed in the first period.

Wake the fuck up, Carbo - he had this to say about the game: "Except for the first 10 minutes of the first period, I thought it was a pretty even game. Look at how many empty nets we missed." That's it, accentuate the positives, like how many empty nets you missed. Time to start doing some fucking coaching there, Mr. Jack Adams nominee.

Wake the fuck up, RDS - I like Benoit Brunet; he is articulate and seems to know his hockey. But he is really becoming a fucking homer and it's pissing me off. When Staal was pummeled by DOOM in OT and then Staal got a retaliatory tripping penalty, BB immediatly reacted with "that was a clean hit and Staal was stupid for taking that penalty." Uh, no. DOOM clearly hit him from behind into the boards and basically tripped over a falling Staal getting out of there. Watch the fucking replay, dickhead, instead of jumping to your homer conclusions.

Chez Parée bound? Price, Tangy, Kovy and Saks. The rest need to do some soul-searching before they're getting any action.

Next evil-ish foe - Habs visit the land of 10,000 lakes and the league-leading Wild. Koivu vs Koivu! BGL vs. Boogaard (please please please)! Habs suckiness vs. my liver! Should be a hell of a matchup.

Yo mon, we are in year 4 of shootouts. meth is not bad.Check out NHL ShootoutsSaku's little bro appears to be great at the shootout.All those stats and not a lot of Habs really. The first I found (and found to be amusing) was Ryder. He's in the futility stats. 1/11 for his career. AND I remember his goal because he actually used his only talent - his wrist shot. The other 10 times he's tried to deke. Keep on deking...

About Four Habs Fans

The Four(-ish) Habs Fans are four(-ish) Habs fans. Three are from Montreal, though one of those is now stuck in the middle of the Red Mile. The other somehow grew up a Habs fan in the middle of Ontario Cottage Country, and now lives in Hogtown. Some of them are lawyers, so they are opinionated, and may or may not be assholes.

HabsFan29 is a lifelong Montrealer who decided the Four Habs Fans' email exchanges about the Habs were just too stupidly amusing and occasionally intelligent not to share with the world. The 29 is for the greatest (only?) Goalie-lawyer-PM candidate ever. He would like his mom to know that his meth habit is overstated on this blog for comedic effect.

HabsFan4 paid tribute to one of the finest gentlemen to ever don a Canadiens sweater. His legacy as one of the pioneers of the Gangsta Rap movement has always been understated. His Jaro posts will be recalled fondly by all.

HabsFanForever33 aka Panger is a Montrealer in Exile currently residing mere blocks from the Red Mile, yet whose passion for all things Canadiens has only embiggened with distance. HFF33 worships at the altar of St. Patrick. Panger still gets chills recalling the moment he met the greatest goal-scorer of all time, The Rocket. HFF33 is a life-long Habs fan, except during the Houle-Tremblay Era, when Le Club de Hockey Canadiens was dead to Panger.

HabsFan10 grew up watching Le Demon Blond on Radio-Canada with his unilingual English Dad in a WASPy little town in Maple Leafs country, at least until the playoffs each year, when he got to hear Danny Gallivan and Dick Irvin because the Leafs played on opposite nights (if they made the playoffs at all). Rick Middleton and Cam Neely sometimes haunt his dreams. He thinks Thurso, Quebec should be declared a national historical site. If you aren't sure what the 10 in HF10 stands for, you're on the wrong site, buster.

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moeman born in l'Estie'd'Québec, was baptized Maurice because well his Mom, seeing his beautiful dark locks and glaring eyes knew he'd need a namesake, actually it was his Mon Oncle Yvon that CHristened his Habstism, deep in central Ontario no less. He took life's circuitous route and blessed his own son with the name Patrick in 1993. He also has a gorgeous daughter but she's a Sens fan, so, meh. moeman loves women, wine, song, women, Habs, his kids, women, iOS Apps, hockey blogging women and women. His other passion, he hates the leaf. He also loves women.